﻿#1: I stayed where I was for a few moments, feeling sick with disappointment and cofusion. My father wasn't going to help me. He didn't even want to speak with me.There was knocking on the ladder, and I swiped at my watering eyes and opened the hatch. Sniveling wasn't going to break Tremaine's curse or get Conrad back.

#2: Tick. Thock. The sound was louder, or perhaps I was just nervy from the dark house and the knowledge that even if my father had locked the place up and gone somewhere less dank and forbidding, I was trespassing here.

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